Jealousy
Rating: R
Contains: Angst, language, slash f/f, some sexual acts but not very graphic
Characters: Lita (Amy Dumas) and my own Character Britani
Disclaimer: Don't own or know anyone in this fic.

How could she do this? Say she loved me but go off and screw my best friend, Shannon? Who do I blame? Her for fucking her brians out? Or Shannon for giving her his dick so willingly? Or Myself for not giving her the love and affection she needed from the one she loved? I think I should blame all three. Well...maybe not Shannon. He didn't know that Britani and I got back together. But, I know that if he did, none of this would've happened. And maybe, I would still have that beautiful woman in my arms.

Now that I have had time to look back on it, the whole relationship, I've realized that I have taken this sweet, wonderful woman for granted. I have thrown her to the wind many a time just because I was tired or wanted to go practice some moves. And not once did she complain. Not once did she tell me to pick between her or wrestling. Although, I've made her pick alot between me and her job or friends or family or her hobbies or plains. Ahh, how I treated that woman. I was the one who drove her into the arms of my best friend! No one but me, myself, and I! But, I also think I saw that coming.

About three monthes ago, she began to hang around Shannon alot more than she normally had up until that point. She'd spend alot of time with him. I remember, often, finding him at her place or her at his, and I never had a second thought of it. I knew Shannon knew about us, so I was never worried. But, after she and I broken up for that one week, he never knew. That week still hurts, now my than ever.

I had blamed Britani for something I should've. I said she was cheating on me with her ex Sarah, which was so far from the truth that it is really stupid. Sarah had called me the night before, telling me how my girl was in bed. Of course, I freaked out on Britani, not listening to her tell me that it was false. I ran to Shannon's after that, crying my hazel eyes out about the woman I loved so deeply. He held me until I collected myself and left. I didn't speak to anyone for a week. Matt and Jeff had to work out my matches for me because I was so out of it.

After a very long talk with Matt, who bluntly told me that if I didn't do something quick I would lose her forever, I went to Britani's house. I found her laying on the livingroom floor in nothing but a smile. I cried to her that I was sorry for freaking on her. She just stared at me like I had grown a three head. Finally, I shut up long enough for her to say those words that haught me in my sleep and in my daydreams.

"Make love to me Amy."

Her voice was thick and seductive. Quickly throwing my clothes off, I laid down with her, kissing her and moving my hands all over her body. Her hands were soft as they knead my breats into different shapes. I kissed and licked down and up and down her cuvy body, loving how she threw her blonde hair around and her big blue eyes shined down at me. She tasted so sweet as I made her come over and over before I let her return the favor, giving me the most mind blowing orgasm that I have ever had in my life. I left right after that, promising to call but never calling her.

Then, a few monthes later, I walk into her house and find Shannon and Britani in a very heated embrace. His arms were wrapped around her small waist. Her hands around his neck. And their lips pressed together in a hot kiss that boiled my blood. Britani cried to me that it was a friendly kiss, one of comfort. But, I didn't believe her. Friends don't kiss friends on the lips. Do they?

"Amy?"

I turn to find Shannon behind me. His head was down and his blonde/black locks was in a very loose pony tail.

"What?" I growled.

"Britani, she....sh...she..."

"Spit it out abou the bitch." I growled again.

"She's died."

Tears were in his eyes as he looked at me with hurt and pain. My mind refused to believe it but his eyes explained it all.

"How?" I whispered as tears came to my eyes.

"She was in a wreck. She was on her way here to try and talk to you, but a drunk driver hit her head on. She died on impacted."

Shannon pulled a folded piece of notebook paper out of his back pocket. It was torn and yellow looking with tears. With a shaky hand, I slowly took it from him.

"She wanted me to give this to you before she came." He murmured before running off before I could see him cry.

I gently opened it, making sure not to hurt the paper. She had written in purple ink, her trade mark. I smiled a sad smiled before letting my eyes read the note.

Dear Amy,

I know you are angry at me, but it was all innocent! I had went over to Shannon's because I was upset that you hadn't called me or anything. I cried on his shoulder, like I have for the last few monthes.

He kissed my cheek then my lips, but it was for my comfort. You walked in, finding our lips together, but it was nothing but friends. Amy, I love you with all I have and can't live without you.

Please, when I come to talk to you, listen.

I love you always,

Britani

Tears ran down my cheeks. I'll never see her again. I can't tell her I'm sorry for what I've done. I can never hold her in my arms again. And all because I jump head long into jealously when it comes to here. Now, I'll never see her again.

"I'm sorry, Britani." I whisper before going to my knees as sobbs jump through my body.